* T E A R S T A I N S *

on the spot

my knobby knees

start to buckle

as my mind

starts to change

my DNA rearrange

my surroundings

seem too strange

my stability

derranged

but all in all

my body is the same

my words alter

                                                          the tones of my vocal cords

change

as the breeze

feels more

 hazardous to me

but i can hear the trees

just the same